MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 7 I'M GETTING MARRIED

After meeting with my future in-laws yesterday, my relationship with Arka's mas is getting closer. He even wants us to get married soon.

He said his parents agreed. Waiting for what else, they said. Maybe because looking at the age of the Arka mas is enough, and already established.

Goodwork. Mas Arka has a fairly high position in the office where he works. The house already has, not the installment house either. The car already exists.

I agree with Arka's request. Not because of the material, but because I want to have a family again. After my father and mother died, and before long my grandmother followed, I only lived a day.

There is no family anymore. My father's family, far away. That's not too close, either. We rarely go there. Because they did not agree, if father married mother. And it seems they are less able to accept motherhood.

So I chose to visit them rarely. To avoid unwanted things.

While mother, like me, mother is an only child. My grandfather died a long time ago. My mother said, since I was a teenager. Stay my grandmother. Shortly after my mother and father died, my grandmother followed.

That's why I always close myself. I refuse to have a boyfriend. Because you will be asked about family. And at the end of it they may leave me, for I am a kara.

I was thinking, Arka's parents would be too. It turns out they never had a problem with it. Even asked Arka to marry me immediately.

We also prepared everything immediately. Because I am a kara, then for a place to be held in the house of Arka's parents.

We just need to prepare our needs. Like the wedding dress and all her knickknacks. Even the invitation has been handled by my future in-laws.

We just need to look at the design, if you do not agree just ask for a revision. They will also be sharing the invitation.

Arka and I just shared that for our friends. If I did, there wasn't much I invited. Because I don't have many friends.

Although I used to go to school at a favorite High School, but because I'm a child of people who can't afford it, so rarely want to be friends with me.

I don't know where their house is anyway. I don't know the hape number. And don't know where they live now. To my knowledge, many of them went to college outside the city.

My friends are most just work friends. That's just a few people too. Because in the store where I work, there are not many employees. Only five people, including me.

If the boss and his wife, it must be Arka mas who will invite him. Because their relationship is very close.

For the wedding dress, I asked Siska, the wife of the boss, to help me choose her. He recommended a boutique owned by his friend. He said later he would ask for a special discount.

I went there after work too. At mba Siska, mas bos and mas Arka of course.

Arriving there, I was amazed to see the number of wedding dresses on display in the boutique. Everything looks so beautiful. Must be expensive, my mind.

I hesitated when Mba Siska asked me to choose the model. I'm afraid Arka won't agree, because it's expensive.

I looked towards the Arka mas. Requesting approval. He also understood my doubts.

"As much as you are Ar, the important thing is that it suits you and you like. Price is not to worry. There is your boss who is ready to pay" said mas Arka relaxed.

Mas boss who heard it, immediately menoyor head of Arka mas. They also laugh.

After getting approval from the Arka mas, now it is the turn of the Arka mas who choose a suit for him. If for the bridegroom anyway just adjust to the bride, not complicated, said the designer.

Finished from the boutique, we stopped by a ready-to-eat restaurant. Because we went straight after work. Without eating first.

At nine o'clock in the evening, we finished eating, and went home to each other. Mas Arka drove me, just to the front of the house. Not good with the neighbors, if you go into the house, because it's night.

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We have been really busy these two weeks. Although not much we prepared, but because the morning until the afternoon we had to work, so did not have much time. As a result, we often go home late at night.

This Sunday, Arka's mas took me to her parents' house again. To see the preparations there. Who knows I want a change, it can be conveyed to the event committee.

We do not use a weding organizer. Because Arka's brother and some of his friends are willing to help. They formed a committee. And indeed my future mother-in-law, wants to take care of her only child's marriage.

No exclamation said if using the services of WO. Later it will not be us who have the event, but those who organize the event. We become like guest stars, who must obey what they say.

I'm up to what my future-in-law wants. Because all the costs are also from them. And I don't really understand that business either.

My future-in-law told me to start taking a lot of rest by the day H, which is only a week away. If I need to stop working. Said mas Arka.

Mas Arka did want me to stop working after getting married later. He wants me to stay home, take care of the house and the husband.

I had time to disagree, but after thinking about it, a wife would have to according to what the husband said. So yes, I agree with his request.

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My wedding day has arrived. Because I'm just a kara, since yesterday I've been in boyong to the old man's house Arka. Arka was in his own house.

Today I'm in magic to be queen for a day. With my beautiful wedding dress of choice. Along with the prince of hearts.

I'm very happy. Finally my wish to have a family, came true. I'll have a husband. Will have good in-laws, who will later become like my own parents.

But there is sadness present among this happiness. It is sad that on this happy day, my parents and grandmother cannot accompany me. Although I'm sure, they watched it from nature there.

They must be smiling, seeing me getting married. Looking at me who was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, and in makeup very pretty. Seeing that I will live happily with my partner.

Grandma, I am getting married, I whisper slowly, and only I can hear it.